Yoimachi Ugetsu
Waiting for Dusk in June
Английское название - Waiting for Dusk in June ;
Aниме - sola ;
Комментарий - Shihou Matsuri Image Song ;
Aниме - sola ;
Комментарий - Shihou Matsuri Image Song ;
Описание
| Japan | English |
|---|---|
| Himerareta omoide ni toraware tsudzukete
Eien wo sakanoboru naze deatta no night rain... Hitori nani mo shirazu ni matte ita yo Chigau basho ga aru nara dare ga iru no ? Jikan dake wa shizuka ni kako wo nazoru Umare kawaru rinne ga hito no sadame Hitomi kara afureteku Kanashimi wo fuite kara Anata kara moratta ai no kakera daite Tomedonaku furishikiru Namidairo no ame Yasashii ne itami sae nagashite yuku Himerareta omoide ni toraware tsudzukete Eien wo sakanoboreba naze deatta no night rain... Yami no hazama itsuka wa wakariaeru Yume mitai na negai ga kienai mama Hitogomi ni magirete mo Otagai wo yobu you ni Owari e no kaidan noboru sora ni mukete Asu ni saku hana no koe Kikenai hi ga kite Sukuwareru kibou no naka kietai no ni Oioware tsukarehate sore demo matteru Eien wo tachikiru tame te wo sashidashite Kokoro e to shimiwataru Namidairo no ame Yasashii ne itami sae nagashite yuku Himerareta omoide ni toraware tsudzukete Eien wo sakanoboreba naze deatta no night rain... | Constantly fettered by concealed memories,
I move against eternity. Why did I get to know you? night rain... I had been waiting alone in ignorance. If there was another place, who would be there? Time alone outlines the past silently, For to be reincarnated and reborn is destiny of Man. After wiping away the sadness Overflowing from my eyes, I clutch the fragments of the love you gave me to my breast. Bearing the color of tears, The rain that pours endlessly Is kind to me, for it washes away even my pain. Constantly fettered by concealed memories, I move against eternity. Why did I get to know you? night rain... I want to be able to understand what lies within the darkness someday – And this dream-like wish still persists [1]. Even if I get lost in the crowds, I would climb the stairs leading to the end while facing the sky, So that our voices may reach each other. The day when I can no longer hear the voices of The flowers that will be blooming tomorrow approaches. Even though I would prefer to disappear while still bearing hope of rescue, I'll still be waiting, despite being exhausted from evading pursuit [2]. Please give me your hand, so that I can cut myself free of eternity's clutches. Bearing the color of tears, The rain has soaked through to my heart. It's kind to me, for it washes away even my pain. Constantly fettered by concealed memories, I move against eternity. Why did I get to know you? night rain... |